so here me out, teen wolf movie & it open like this:
it’s dark, like a little to dark and you can kinda assume some shit is up. you hear the sound of a chair that’s being pulled, hear a large thumping sound and one of those weird single pull light bulbs turn on.
this reveals some scraggly unimportant looking bitch, a very annoyed liam dunbar- chained to a metal wired fence ( bc it’s teen wolf & we don’t have a standards ) and the brunt end of a gun.
this gun, held my theo raeken right the the back of the head of whoever has ~captured~ liam. panning up to theo with that stupid looking smirk on his face. a click pan of him pulse checking the kidnapper, “alive.” he repeats.
a still very immobile liam nods, before taking a minute looking around and scowling, “took you long enough, fuck ass.”
“sorry i didn’t come running as fast as my little legs could take me”, he’s bent down, crackling rows of chain link tied around miscellaneous body parts of the beta, “i know as your protector i should be much more diligent with my operations, protect the dumbass mission 17 has been brilliant.”
liam snorts, “at this point i should slap some wings and a halo on you, smack you around and call you cupid.”
theo rolls his eyes, leveling them with liam, “that would just be an angel liam.”
liam flashes his eyes, “well your job as guardian angel is really shit, i take back all that is said before, because if you dont untie me right now i might actually kick you in your chimera balls so hard…”
with chaotic rambling ensuing, theo laughs, cuffs in hand, “i really don’t mind uncuffing you. then proceeding to attach your free hand to your ankle and watch you just lay there hand to foot.”
with this, and a few wolfish growls, theo unhinges his claws, twisting the lock hard enough to hear a click and then pulling with a snap. liams hand spring free and he seems to crack his knuckles. they start walking out of the building, liam latches the still comically unconscious kidnapper to the chair they are half out of.
as they exit the building which seems to mirror those of beacon hills warehouse district, they head in the direction of a forever iconic blue truck. bickering, and bumping eachother as they walk. like they do this everyday, before theo’s phone rang.
it’s quick, and his face gets serious, liam seems to notice something else hesitantly in the opposite direction. theo drops the phone.
liams sucks in a breath, “what’s happening?”
“he’s not to sure, pack meeting.”
liams eyes widen, “that sounds a lot more serious than sunday night group calls…”
nodding he replies, “that sounds like we are heading back to beacon hills.”
back sagging, you watch liam looking alert, like some police dog on the job, “they all are. they are all going back.”
“i mean i figured… scott sounded urgent but i guess when we get there-“
“no theo- i feel, i feel them getting closer.” liam grabs his shoulder, taking his hand in a downward motion, a gesture to listen.
“liam i’m not gonna hear your pack.” liam rolls his eyes, before closing them. theo, knowing that this is hovering on the line of bullshit decides to do the same, and then he hears it.
he couldn’t explain it, like distant constant heart beats getting just a bit louder, like blood rushing to his ears, like a smile tugging on his lips, like family. he thinks liam might smell the shock on him.
they start moving slowly, in a sort of awe, basking in the feeling and trying to push down the unknown.
once buckled, liam tosses a smile from the passengers seat, “gonna get out of here or what?” he teases, and theo presses on the gas, reversing in a way that feels almost nostalgic ( ifykyk ).
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